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Chapter 335
Chapter 335: The Seven Sons of Ao Family
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

Ling Han's score now ranked seventh, which looked high for now, but when everything ended, it might drop down to 40th or 50th place .

The top ten scores were all very close, differing only be a few hundred, or even a dozen points . Clearly, these were smart people; obtaining ten thousand tokens meant definitely entering top hundred, so what did it matter whether the rank was a bit lower or a bit higher?

The second round of the exam was the key, and it definitely checked one's power; they only had to give it their all on this stage .

Ling Han walked onto a large rock and sat cross-legged . As his right fist trembled lightly, he envisioned the War Elephant Fist; fist after fist circulated, and on his fists appeared indistinct luster of vein-like lines formed from martial intent .

Being idle, he might as well train—how could he waste time?

"Hmph, a mere small fry in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier dares to show off here!" A sharp voice sounded near Ling Han's ear .

Ling Han turned his head to see a lanky man looking at him with arms crossed; the fourth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier was quite an impressive cultivation for his age .

After all, the Spiritual Pedestal Tier warriors under thirty years old were still unheard of in the north region .

"Who do you think you are?" Ling Han said sullenly; he was disguised anyways, and under the condition of not revealing his trump card, he didn't want to tolerate anything one bit, acting completely arrogant and domineering .

The youngster snorted and said, "This young master is Yan Jun . "

"Oh!" Ling Han suddenly realized . Yan Jun was originally ranked seventh and just happened to be pushed down by him, now ranking eight; however, there was no point to contend for rank in the first round and he ran over so early, so he shouldn't bother about ranking at all .

"In the next examination, I'll beat the sh!t of you!" Yan Jun said coldly . He certainly didn't care for this round's ranking earlier, but Ling Han was just too young, making him extremely envious . Moreover, Ling Han was only in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and being pushed down by such a person made him feel even more uncomfortable inside .

"Dumbass!" Ling Han sneered, paying him no more attention .

Yan Jun's eyes shot out flames of fury, but he forcefully suppressed it . He simply snorted; once the second examination began, he would definitely let Ling Han know the immensity of the world .

The start of this feud was certainly baffling .

Ling Han shook his head and continued to practice fist techniques . He now formed three flashes of Fist Qi, and if he broke through to form a fourth, his battle prowess would have a small but fundamental change .

It was already getting dark, a little more than four hours before midnight .

More and more people returned . Yang Chang, Si Qi Meng, Zhao Huan, Qi Yong Ye—those that Ling Han were familiar with or knew the names of appeared one after another . He swept a glance and saw Zhao Huan and the others with joyful expressions—looks like they had quite a good chance of squeezing into top ten thousand .



Ling Han's rank dropped all the way down as expected, and the first place already surged into a high point of twenty thousand; it was no other than Yang Chong .

However, without a moment's time, he was pushed down, and the first place became Ao Feng Hang .

He ought to be one of the Seven Sons of Ao Family, but it was unknown which this one was . Ling Han laughed . Ao Feng had too many illegitimate children—he himself probably didn't remember them, let alone outsiders .

"Huh?" His gaze focused . He saw a fatty in the crowd, likely twenty-two or twenty-three years old . He was very unfamiliar to him, but thanks to that round physique, Ling Han could be sure that this guy was Ma Duo Bao .

His stature was quite the flaw; no matter how kickass the Disguise Pill, it still couldn't disguise him who was like a crane standing amongst chickens .

"Catch him!" As expected, if Ling Han could discover Ma Duo Bao, so could Winter Moon Sect's cultivators . Instantly, several Spiritual Pedestal Tier warriors leapt out from obscure corners, snatching at Ma Duo Bao .

"Tanned Brother, hope to see you again!" Ma Duo Bao immediately broke into a run and blinked in Ling Han's direction right before leaving .

The distance was large, but Ling Han was certain that Ma Duo Bao had discovered him .

Strange!

Ling Han was shocked, because he didn't have a special stature, and on top of the disguise, how did Ma Duo Bao recognize him? Could it be that those who thieve had a special art of distinguishing people?



In spite of Ma Duo Bao being fat, his movement techniques were extremely quick . He was swimming through the crowd like a fish, and even the Spiritual Pedestal Tier pursuers didn't know how to begin arresting him . They went further and further, and in a short moment, Ma Duo Bao had already ran into the dense forest .

Ling Han wasn't worried about that guy . His body was full of treasures, and even he couldn't see through his strength; Ma Duo Bao had enough ability to keep himself alive .

After Hu Niu and Yan Tian Zhao, there was yet another beast… Rong Huan Xuan had already become an old monster that shouldn't be counted .

The rankings continued to renew . More and more of the top ten were led by those surnamed Ao, and without mentioning, they were definitely the Seven Sons of Ao Family . This certainly explained the seven people's strengths that were quite out of the ordinary—so many of them reached top ten and none of them was thirty years old .

From this point, Ao Feng's talent should also be exceptional, or else he couldn't possibly have fathered so many prodigies—it was no wonder the Yue Family wanted to arrange a marriage with Ao Family back then .

When midnight came, the first round's exam ended; even if there were people who hadn't returned, their score wouldn't be counted .

Ling Han's ranking dropped into the forties, ranking forty-second, while first place was Ao Xing Lai who attained a shocking score of 30000 .

"Top hundred, those who received the black metal token, follow me," a disciple said .

"Top ten thousand, still tallying, everyone be patient," another disciple said .



Ling Han got up and left the Falling Goose valley, following everyone to a mountaintop called Rising Sword Peak .

Yu Long Mountains were too large, so even with over twenty thousand people in the Winter Moon Sect, only seven mountaintops were occupied . In terms of surface area, it was only one thousandth .

However, these seven mountaintops were abundant with spiritual Qi, a holy ground for cultivation . Comparatively, Rising Sword Peak's spiritual Qi quality ranked last; this was where the lowest level disciples lived .

Ling Han and the others had not officially joined the Winter Moon Sect, so they could only live here temporarily .

Amongst the top hundred, Winter Moon Sect's disciples took thirty spots, so two factions were naturally formed . The first night, a fight almost broke out, but fortunately, with a Spiritual Pedestal Tier warriors keeping watch, nothing big was stirred up in the end .

Ling Han looked around; the Seven Sons of Ao Family all reached the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier—quite out of the ordinary . Besides the seven, there were a few that showed extraordinary talent, not in the least inferior to that of the Seven Sons of Ao Family .

However, who was stronger would have to be decided in tomorrow's examination . Perhaps, Winter Moon Sect's disciples were all unconvinced with each other, wanting to come out as the top three amongst themselves .

This night was extremely unquiet, silent conflict was turbulent; but the second day, the sun still rose as usual . Ling Han entered the Black Tower at midnight and refined the Yellow Dragon Fruit into Return Spirit Fruit 1 —he might as well not waste time .

A Spiritual Pedestal Tier expert appeared before long, urging everyone to wake up . Without letting them eat breakfast, he brought them to a large platform on the mountainside . White Ore paved these tiles here; hardness was one of its distinguishing features, even a Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior's full-power attack wouldn't easily break them . It was most suitable for making a battleground .

The true ranking battle was about to begin .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!



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